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NOTE – Incest is often looked down upon in our society but when it is a consensual act between two adults, it is a beautiful, beautiful act which should be cherished and adored. I have lusted after my mother for years and have often resorted to writing stories to help play out my fantasies. But a few months ago, I decided to take action and do something about my yearnings. I truly suggest to anyone dealing with sexual urges towards their mother…act on them. You won’t be sorry. I know I’m not. Enjoy my story, and remember, anything is possible, even incest.
Let me tell you a little bit about myself and my mother. I am 24 years old, a good looking guy and perfectly “normal” by anyone’s standards. I am a college graduate and work for a large investment bank. I am 6’1 180 pounds with blue eyes and short brown hair. I have had the same girlfriend since my freshman year in college. She is a real cutie, a typical southern belle if you will. Despite my typical upbringing and lifestyle, I have always had a thing for my mother. I’ve had a ton of girlfriends over the years but for some reason, my mother was always the object of my desire. It started during my freshman year in high school and ever since then, I dreamed of fucking her.
Let me describe my mom for you. She’s getting up there in years, she is 63 years old but has incredibly smooth skin and has her natural brunette hair without a hint of gray. These two features make her look more like 40 as opposed to 63. Her body drives me wild. Now some would say she is a “BBW” and truth is, she could stand to lose about 15 pounds. But I like voluptuous women and my mother fits the bill. She’s 5’2 with a massive 40D bust and big, wide hips. And she has an ass that will just not quit. It is downright fat but I love it. For years I dreamed of my mom lowering that big old booty on my dick and fucking my brains out.
Despite my feelings towards my mother, I was always a bit of a pussy. I’ve read all the incest stories on the internet about mothers and sons fucking each other and giving into their forbidden passions. But I knew that would never happen to me. My mother was a bit of a prude, in fact, before she slept with me, my father was the only man she had ever been with. If there was so much as a kissing scene on television, she would start to blush or change the channel. I thought I had a better chance of having sex with Jennifer Lopez than I did my mother.
But things have a funny way of working out and my dream of banging my mom was about to be set in motion. It all started last spring with my cousin’s wedding. My cousin was getting married out west and my parents and I would be spending several days in a hotel. Now I must mention that my father is a snorer, not just your typical snorer but one of those that could keep up an entire house of people awake with his snores. So it was established early on that my mother and I would share a room together. This way, we could catch some shut eye and my father could snore his head off.
When I realized that I would be sharing a room with my mother, my fantasies rushed back into my mind. I spent the first few days before our trip, feverishly jerking off to thoughts of eating out my mom’s pussy or sucking on her fat, saggy tits. As my cousin’s wedding drew nearer, I literally became obsessed with having sex with my mom, like never before. I was distracted at work, didn’t have time for my girlfriend and spent hours trying to devise a plan to get my mom in bed.
After much thought and deliberation, I came up with a masterful three-pronged attack to get my mother in bed. My plan was beautiful. It would not be too obvious to my mother so if at any time I had to abort, she would not realize that I was trying to seduce her. In short, there was little risk involved but the reward stood to be heavenly.
The first phase of my attack was trying to get my mom to view me as a “sexual being.” I knew that my mom still saw me as her “little boy” and that would not help my cause. I needed her to see that I was a man, with a dick, a man with urges and desires. Once she saw that, the seed of incest would be planted in her mind for the first time.
The first night in the hotel room would mark the beginning of my plan. We both turned in at about 11:00 and after five minutes or so, I threw the covers off of me and began to stroke my cock. Granted, I’m not hung like a horse but I have a nice sized dick, approximately 9 inches. My plan was simple – start masturbating and make sure that my mother, sleeping in the other bed, sees me. I figured this would arouse her and if it didn’t, I really couldn’t get myself into trouble. After all, I could just claim that I thought she was asleep.
So I started jerking off, quite hard, tickling my balls and thinking of who else but my mom. After several minutes, I glanced out of the side of my eye to see what, if anything, my mom was doing. To my delight, I could tell that she was looking right at me. She wasn’t flipping out or demanding me to stop. Rather, my mom was enjoying my little show. This turned me on like never before and I topkapı escort shot a massive load of cum, one drop actually landing on my forehead. I went to sleep that night completely content, with images of banging my mom dancing in my head.
I continued on with phase one the following morning. I awoke before my mom and made sure she was still asleep. When I realized that the coast was clear, I began to dry hump my pillow. I grinded my cock against it and moved my hips back and forth. After several moments, I had a raging hard on. Like I said, I have a nice sized cock and my erection was literally exploding out of my boxer shorts. I continued to gently stroke my cock so as to maintain my erection until my mother woke up. When she finally did and was alert, I jumped out of bed and headed to the bathroom. My mother couldn’t help but notice the massive bulge in boxers. I casually said “good morning” and made my way to the toilet. My mother’s reaction was priceless. Her eyes nearly bugled out of her head and she began to turn 500 different shades of red. She was finally beginning to realize that her “little boy” wasn’t so little after all.
Things were going perfectly. My mom was now having “unpure” thoughts about me or at least I was convinced of it and my actions up to this point had been so seemingly innocent. I hopped into the shower and prepared for the final acts of phase 1. I got out of the shower and began to dry myself off. I wrapped the skimpy hotel towel around me and peeked out the door to see that my mother was standing right next to the bathroom, gently folding her dress and undergarments on the bed. Things could have been better for me. I hastily opened the door and made a quick dart to my side of the room. Convienently enough, I just happened to lose hold of my towel as it fell to the floor. There I was, in all my naked glory, right in front of my mom. My cock hanging there, with a nice rough patch of pubic hair. I tried to play it off that I was humiliated and made myself blush as I grabbed the towel and ran back to the bathroom. Once again, my mother’s reaction was priceless. Her loud gasp and “oh son” made me realize that I was turning her on.
And later that night, I would be certain of it.
My cousin’s wedding was a good time. A lot of food and booze. Luckily for me, my mother had a little too much of the latter. By the time we stumbled back to the room, she was completely wasted. I realized that now was the time to complete phase 1. When we returned to our room, I started to complain about how I was such a horrible dancer and wished I could learn to stop stepping on my partner’s toes. My mom, completely unaware of my intentions, was rather tipsy and volunteered to make a “dancer out of me.” We began to stumble around the room, my mom was in no shape to be dancing but our bodies became pressed together. I gently rubbed against my mom’s belly and titties. She was giggling and telling me how drunk she was, she had no clue what was going on. Her soft, massive tits against my chest were pushing me over the edge. After just a few seconds, I had a massive hard on and my mother felt it rubbing against her leg and thigh. She finally came back to reality and realized that I was turned on. She pulled away and looked somewhat confused. She simply said she had a wonderful time at the wedding and thought we should get some sleep.
Being that we were leaving in the morning, I wanted to leave one more lasting impression on my mom. I once again threw the covers off of myself and began to masturbate, but this time, I went all out. Still horny as hell from dancing with my mom, I feverishly stroked my cock and rubbed my balls. For good measure, I thrusted my hips up and down and let out a few gradual moans. I wanted to make sure that my mother knew what I was doing. And boy, did she ever. I brought myself to one of the most powerful orgasms I have ever had. It was a combination of jerking off, thinking of my mom and knowing she was watching. I shot load after load high up in the air, it landed on my chest and chin. It was incredibly intense.
And my mom witnessed it all and it had quite the effect. About 2 or 3 minutes after I jizzed all over myself, my mom got up and went into the bathroom and turned on the sink. At first, I did not think anything of it. But after several minutes had passed, I became suspicious. I tiptoed to the bathroom door and gently leaned my ear up against it. To this day, the sounds that I heard still drive me wild. My mother was gently moaning and breathing quite heavily. Yes, she was masturbating and undoubtedly, it was in response to my little show. I couldn’t believe it. The thought of her fingering her fat, hairy cunt with those saggy tits heaving up and down nearly drove me wild. The clincher was when I noticed that the television remote had been taken off of the nightstand by our beds. My own mom was fucking herself with the remote! I leapt back to bed and once again began to jerk off. I tossed and turned for most of the night, knowing that sex with my mom was only days away!
Phase türbanlı escort 2 of my attack involved getting my mother to be as horny as I was. This was extremely dangerous and it would most likely involve touching or coming on to her. After the incidents in the hotel and her fucking herself with a remote control, I felt a little more confident than I would have been. But nonetheless, I couldn’t help but be a tad nervous.
My mother had a bad back for years, partly because she was lugging around two fucking huge tits. More often than not, she’d coax a back rub from me. I never dared used these opportunities to my advantage, like I said, I was a pussy. I’d normally just get a boner and go to my bedroom and jerk off. But the next back rub I gave my mother would set phase 2 into motion.
Sure enough, about a week after my cousin’s wedding, my mom was pleading with me to give her one of my famous back rubs. Hahaha, how could I resist? I decided to play it cool. I wasn’t going to suddenly grab her tits or ass and start kissing her passionately. I still figured that she’d beat the shit out of me and tell my father. I needed something more subtle but equally effective. I started gently rubbing her shoulders and moved down to the small of her back. Then, something that I have never done before, I grabbed her arms and slowly tugged them up and down. My mother began to roll her neck in pleasure. A few groans escaped from her mouth. While I stroking her arms, on more than one occasion, my hand would quickly glance off the sides of her tits. It was my first ever contact with her mounds and again, it was all so innocent but I knew it was getting my mom horny. It sure as hell got me aroused. After just a few seconds, I had another erection. For the first time in my plan, I took a bold move. I guided the tip of my bulging dick head to the tip of my mom’s ass and just left it there. My mom felt my cock against her fat butt but did nothing. There was no resistance or shouting or displeasure. I eventually stopped and my mother, blushing and rather dazed, thanked me. I knew I had her.
I was certain that my back rub and dick head touching her ass had my mom in a state of horniness. I decided to complete phase 2 that same evening and I recruited my girlfriend for help. Now my girl had no idea that I was plotting to bang my mom, hell, if she knew, she’d completely flip out and I didn’t want that. But I figured she could still be of help to me.
My girlfriend and I have had sex in my mother’s house a ton of times. Once or twice, my mother would ask me about it or voice her displeasure but she never told me I wasn’t allowed to do it. So on that fateful night, I decided that I would bang my girl in my bedroom and make sure my mommy knew all about it. If hearing me fucking her did not get my mom horny, nothing would. After a pleasant “date night” I brought my girl back to my room and after just a few moments, we started in with the usual kissing and groping. Soon, we were both nude and she was straddling my dick. I decided that my mother just had to know that I was “getting busy.” Now no one would confuse me with Ron Jeremy but I was pretty decent in the sack. My girlfriend was usually pretty content after we fucked, but on that night, I took it to the next level. I literally fucked her brains out. Between our moaning and my bedpost crashing against the wall, our neighbors could have heard us, let alone my mother in the next room.
I was now ready to put phase 3 into motion. It was the most dangerous of the phases but it would be the most pleasurable. Phase 3 was simple, fuck my mom and fuck her good. She had seen my cock, she felt my touch and she heard how I could pound a pussy. If she wasn’t ready by now, she never would be.
I held off on the final phase until my father was out of town on business and my mother and I had the house to ourselves. I knew that there would be nothing “innocent” about my plans this time around. Closing the deal was going to take some balls, I’d have to stop being a pussy once and for all.
That’s exactly what I decided to do, to stop being a scared little pussy. My mom worked on Tuesdays and Thursdays in a doctor’s office from 9:00 in the morning until 2:00 in the afternoon. She was home at 2:30 on the dot, like clockwork. I decided that the only way to finish this masterful plan was for my mom to see me in the “act.” I needed for her to come home to me masturbating. Not just masturbating but masturbating into her bra while sniffing her panties. I’d either get kicked right out of the house or have my mom riding my cock. Either way, I’d know where I stand.
I stayed home from work on that fateful Tuesday, blaming it on a “sore throat.” I had to be home when my mom came home and this was the only way to ensure it. At 2:15, I slipped off my pants and went into my mom’s bathroom and dug around in her hamper. I pulled out some dirty underwear and bra. I sniffed both of them, causing myself to shudder. I could imagine her hairy twat rubbing against the fabric of her panties. I began to jerk off, using tüyap escort her bra as a rag and held her panties to my mouth, licking at them like a dog. I was horny as hell and I needed pussy, needed it bad.
Within 10 minutes, I heard my mom came in. She probably thought I was sound asleep, fighting off my “illness” so she went right upstairs to her bathroom. As I heard coming up the stairs, my heart was racing. For the most part, everything was on the line. Shoot, if my mom did not have the reaction I wanted, she could wind up never speaking to me again. If she told my father and other family members, I could very well be disowned. But it was a chance I had to take.
I’ll never forget what transpired when my mom walked in and saw me using her bra as a cum rag.
“Son! What in the hell are you doing” asked my mother, in a state of shock and disbelief. At this moment, I thought all was lost and I decided to play it cool.
“Mom, wwwwwwwhat, what, what, are you doing home? Oh my god, Mom, I am so sorry. Please, forgive me.”
My mom softened and lost her menacing tone, “It’s ok, it’s just that, Jesus Christ, I can’t believe this. This is not you. You have not been yourself lately. I saw you in the hotel, late at night, I saw what you did. I noticed you during the back rub and I heard you with your girlfriend. What has gotten into you, are you ok?”
At this point, it was clear that I was not in trouble, if anything, my mom felt sorry for me so I decided to give my plan one last shot, “I know mom, it’s just that, it’s just so hard. Mommy, I’ve had a crush on you since I was a little kid and I just can’t handle it anymore. I’m so sorry.”
My mom’s face filled with compassion, “You can’t be serious. I’m an old lady, hell, I’m fat and sagging all over the place. You have a beautiful young girlfriend, you can’t really be attraced to me, can you?”
I knew that my mom was not only flattered by what I said, she almost wanted it to be true. Years of doubting her looks and thinking of herself as a “fat hag” had made my mother yearn for any sort of affection and I was giving it to her. Having a young man lust for her was breaking down her inhibitions, making her forget just how wrong incest was.
I went in for the kill, “Mom, it’s true. To me, you are and always will be, the most beautiful woman in the world.” I approached my mother, with my pants down by my ankles and my cock rock solid. She knew what I was about to do and she didn’t try to stop me.
I embraced her and gently kissed her lips and told her just how much I needed her, “Mommy, let me show you how beautiful you really are.” My mother did not respond, rather she planted an open mouthed kiss on me and led me over to her bed. My mother, after years of waiting, was finally mine.
My mother sat down on her bed and helped me out of my jeans. I took my shirt off and took off her shoes and pants. For the first time, I saw her in her underwear. It was just as I had imagined. Her thighs were large and rather fat, covered in cellulite. Her pubic hair had not been trimmed in months, even years. It ran up to near her naval and all along the side of her legs. My cock had never been so hard, my heart was racing. I needed to be inside that pussy. My mom then took her shirt off and I stood there in awe. She was wearing a flimsy white bra and her big, fat, milky tits looked like they would explode out of the cups. My mother’s blump belly hung over the top of her underwear and was covered with stretch marks. I know, I know, most guys would cringe but not me. It was my biggest fantasy fulfilled.
My mom grabbed my ass and pulled me towards her, my 9 inch cock right near her face and she said to me, “Oh god, give me that dick.”
I could hardly believe my ears or my eyes. My mom took my cock and slowly started stroking it. She whispered softly, “Is that good baby, is that what you want?” I closed my eyes and began to moan slightly as she continued to jerk me off.
She then took my dick in her mouth and began to suck it and lick my dick head. It was apparent that my mom wasn’t an expert dick sucker. She was quite awkward and more than once, nipped my dick head with her teeth. But it didn’t matter, my own mom was sucking my cock! She then worked my balls over, much like I did on that night in the hotel. Her nipples were beginning to harden as they peaked through her bra. The crotch of her panties began to moisten as her juices started to flow. I couldn’t take it anymore. I rolled my head back and closed my eyes. I shot load after load into my mom’s mouth and called out in pleasure, “Oh my god. Mom, don’t stop, oh shit.” I could tell my mom was not prepared to take all my cum, she nearly started choking and most of it dribbled down her chin and onto her titties.
Both my mother and I were lost in lust, I knealt down and began to unsnap her bra. My heart was racing as I was close to seeing those massive mammaries. When I took her bra off, her tits exploded out. They were the biggest tits I have ever seen. They sagged past her naval, brushing up against the top of her underwear. Years of breastfeeding had taken a toll on her nipples and aereolas. Her aereolas were several inches wide and her nipples were the size of nickles. My cock started to stiffen once again as I fondled her saggy tits. My mom was losing all resistance, “Oh baby, oh that feels good.”
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